Guilty | Chapter 1

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"Guilty"

The one word I did not want too hear just slipped out of the judges mouth. That one word just ruined everything I have worked for my entire life. How did this happen? What did I do? Where did this start?

Monday 23rd January 2000 08:45

I've just woke up, dragging my worthless body out of the room and into the shower. Whilst in the shower I morosely contemplate, I suddenly hear a small noise coming from the other room. It's my phone. I get out the shower and clutch my vibrating phone in my hand, it's Dug. "Hey Dug how's it going". Dug starts too speak but in a very low quite voice talking about how pissed we got the other night. The night where I used every last penny I have getting wasted and trying every drug there is! We've been on the phone for about 5 minutes not and I'm not listening too anything he's saying until. "Hey Paul you know you and your family are in the shit with money, well I know a guy that can fix that." I stay stood still with water dripping from my forehead. "Meet me at the top off Hawkson Road at 12" I go silent for a second and think about my answer. "Uh yeah ok." I replied anxiously.

Monday 23rd January 200 12:00

I'm walking up Hawkson Road nervous but also excited as I could finally never worry about the bitch which is money. I see Dug outside what looks like a pile of shit. I walk over too him. He has his hand in his pocket looking slightly worried. "Hey Paul alright man, okay were gonna go into this building here and the man is going too tell you what too do." I stand opposite Dug I stare into his big brown eyes which won't stop blinking and reluctantly reply "okay".

I step into the black house with ripped wallpaper every where. When I do walk into the door all I am greeted by is some wooden stairs. Dug leads me up too the stairs where standing in a shabby demolished room stand four huge men. Dug walked over too them not standing too close like there is a wall In front of them. "Here he is" Dugs says with fear in his voice. One man which was sat down stands up and approaches me. "I'm not gonna tell you my name skinny rat all I'm gonna say is there's a man out there, a man that ruined my life. This man I'm on about needs too be dead." As soon as I heard the word dead my mind was screaming at me run! Run! RUN! My body just didn't move. The tall figure in front of me with a white vest on, black jeans and huge brown boots. Stared at me and said "this is where you come in." The man turned and reached for his back pocket and pulled out something I wished for my whole life I would never see, something that would change my life forever. He pulled out a gun.

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